Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either

A new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.

For the first time in a long time, he didn't think of the past. And of all the things he'd lost. He thought only of the present, and what he had. And how it was so much more than he deserved. And he prayed then that he would never, ever lose it.

It's only the body that's gone. Only the body. There's a part that doesn't go in the ground, a part that stays inside you forever.

He who cannot endure the bad will not live to see the good.

DNA tells you all the secrets of life,’ he used to say. Except for one—how to live it.

Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either